KINARA (Tresno Soko Kulino)
The S2 Part 53

"Where are you going dim?" tanya Bu Fitri saw the child was dressed neatly so early

"You go to your friend's house, you happen to want to buy equipment for MOS later" Dimas replied while wearing shoes

"Emang has any notice? usually if you have entered a new school there is a dim" said Bu Fitri

"Every other school rules ma'am, the school that I occupy is a madrasah is not a state high school" Dimas replied reassuring his mother

"Well, be careful, aren't you going?"

"Don't ask her ma'am, we're different schools"

"Well, when are you always like this? you three mother children, why do you always act like you're enemies?" bu Fitri said sadly

"No one considers the enemy of Mom, she's the one that always my mother first appealed to others, especially Reno mas, what she is, now we are like this also because of her, he said, and mom kept quiet" Arkan sarcas said at the door as he walked out of the house in sportswear.

Bu Fitri was silent while stroking the chest to get the attitude of her middle child who was so keeping a distance with her and her other siblings. while Dimas secretly clenched his hands because annoyed with the haughty attitude of Arkan who always blamed Reno and his mother.

"I pamit Bu, later masakin opor kampung ya same vegetable tewel mix krecek, the most unfortunate I've come home Mom" said Dimas made Bu Fitri a little frowning to hear Dimas' request.

"You should ask in masakin soan, usually if your cooking mother does not want" said Bu Fitri

"Again pengen, oh yes the same pepes of leather shrimps wuluh yes" added Dimas

"Yes yes already there go, be careful mother nitip bawain pesenan fish in place Bu Habibah yes if you go home"

"Okay Bu assalamualaikum"

"The waalaikumsalam "

Bu Fitri looked at the departure of two children with a sad heart, if only Reno was here, already a year passed Reno never came home even in the time of Eid.

Ms. Fitri returned to the kitchen to cook and prepare her son's menu. the contents of the food in the refrigerator are still a lot of just finicky vegetables that are asked Dimas must pick in the garden behind the house even if there are young people.

Bu Fitri rushed to close all the doors and windows of the wooden house he occupied. then came out through the back door that was connected to his new house that was not long finished in the building, which was built, from the direction of the road, the village of the deceased mother of Bu Fitri did look ordinary like other houses.

But after Bu Fitri decided to settle in the village he decided not to change anything from the old house shape of his deceased mother but to build one luxury house right behind his mother's house because the land belongs to the deceased it is still very broad.on the left and right side of the yard of the house is indeed a lot of big trees , two rambutan trees and a water guava tree on the right side and three thick mango trees and two large banyan trees in front of the fence of the house and other shrubs around the boundary of the land deceased's property.

Ms. Fitri went into the two-story house and closed all the doors and windows.after that, get ready to go to the back garden to look for young jackfruit that will be made into vegetables.

Right at one Arkan came home with a basin of fish caught in the pond, Bu Fitri immediately surprised and felt strange, strange, during life in the village never once Arkan want to go fishing or find fish in the river let alone join other neighbors who usually look for side dishes in the form of fish in the rice field.

"Where are you Ar? is this you fishing?" asked Bu Fitri in astonishment

"Flame from the cement house again harvest fish in the pond, I helped manen trus in this place" replied Arkan smiling hopefully.

"Yes, say the same thank you very much, you quickly take a shower and change clothes, the smell of the pool" said Bu Fitri. Arkan smiled happily because this time his mother appreciated what he brought.

Ms. Fitri Back to the kitchen brought a basin of fish to clean behind the house. Some of the fish he set aside for the food of the local cats his pet. every lunch hour they always go home to eat and rest until the afternoon just go again somewhere and return at night after everyone sleeps and the morning after eating they will also go. so every day but Bu Fitri remains happy because he can share some of his sustenance on animals.

"Mom's done?" ask Arkan after the shower

"Not a little bit, why?"

"In the fry Bu kayak usually yes," pinta Arkan

"Yes, nothing else?"

"No, I will be fried myself, all of you learn to help you cook" Arkan said making Bu Fitri smile warmly at him.

"May, yes it is here to clean the fish that have been on the scales using water" said Bu Fitri.

Arkan finally intervened to help his mother clean the fish that had been on the scales and dumped feces.

"Mom, can I keep a goat?" ask Arkan in between his busy cleaning fish

"Goatkeeper?" bu Fitri asked in surprise looking at her son with a serious face.

"Yes goat Bu, want to see the friends every afternoon help his father find grass and fish in the rice fields, if the eid al-Adha pas lebaran his goat can be sold. like Ferdi was ma'am, from SD he was already in mourning for his tuition later" explained Arkan fiery

"If you are responsible for your decision, I do not forbid Ar, you want to try and learn independently only mom is happy, when will you buy a goat? has the cage yet? want to be put where it will be, trus hours go home from school now afternoon Ar, you want to run the grass where if you go home in the afternoon?"

"Yes, Mom, I don't think of each other's cages" said Arkan shyly

"Yes, you have been to the house of your paklik you first asked for help to teach you to keep goats, he has a business of buying and selling goats as well, he has a business of buying and selling goats, if you want to keep cows, you can also see Ar" proposed Bu Fitri

"Really Ma? not nerepotin?"

"No, why ngerepotin, you want, mother is just a modalin" said Bu Fitri

"Assalamualaikum Bu" Dimas' voice from the front door sounded.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Arkan and his mother together.

"Bu Fitri continued his activities because he knew that Dimas would go home directly to the room, so Arkan still helped his mother clean the fish.

Without them realizing it, someone stood behind with tears continuously dripping.His longing that was rising could no longer be contained. he walked towards his mother and sister who were talking while cleaning the fish.

The boy whom he had longed for suddenly immediately hugged him tightly without a word uttered only his sobs were heard. Arkan was shocked as soon as he saw who suddenly hugged his mother, but he could only shut up without a word.

Bu Fitri still did not realize if the one who hugged him was Reno.

"You are doing the heck on the back, the collision, the hands of this dirty mother smell fishy" said Bu Fitri a little annoyed at being disturbed.

"I'm here Mom, drinking again" cried Arkan in the kitchen.

"Huh?". bu Fitri immediately turned to Arkan beside him who was silent with his hands still busy cleaning the fish caught.

Gegas Bu Fitri cleaned his hands and gave a fish cleaning tool to Arkan, then looked back.

"Reno.." said Bu Fitri sad then hugged his only child from the wedding with his late first husband.

Arkan quietly cried without turning his head, as well as Dimas who smiled to see his mother and brother could gather again. since two days ago he had warned Reno not to tell mom if she was going home.

since dawn Dimas has been preparing to pick up Reno faster and wait at the sub-district market terminal, because the distance of their home and sub-district is about 15 kilos, he said, and Dimas deliberately rented a car belonging to his classmates at the madrasah to pick up Reno and buy equipment for MOS later.

"Why don't you talk about going home, son? I can prepare food for you hikss.." said Bu Fitri sobbing.

"Today Dimas said Mom, masakin opor kampung chicken, pepes belimbing shrimp wuluh, the same vegetable tewel mix krecek, cook mom did not ngeh" said Dimas at the kitchen door with a ignorant smile.

"Ja..so...despite my suspicion, it's your favorite food, why not talk dim?" cecar Bu Fitri is upset.

"Millionth" Dimas replied was funny, but his eyes looked at his twin brother who was silent as if they did not care if their brother came.

Bu Fitri invites Reno into their new home, while Dimas approaches his twin sister with a feeling of annoyance.

"Well, when do you keep on beating Reno? brother comes Lo should welcome not just silent sok do not know, remember we were born from the same womb" said dimas annoyed to make Arkan immediately stop his activity cleaning fish. Dimas immediately passed leaving Arkan who was about to speak. he knew what Arkan was going to say.

Arkan only looked at Dimas with uncertain feelings, since childhood he felt inferior and distinguished from the other two brothers by his father and mother, he said, even when his father died, only Reno and Dimas were always asked by their mother to help. Whenever Arkan wanted to help his mother was always banned by Dimas and Reno, so was his father.

"I was careless and never right to do anything natural if the father and mother love you more, hear the mother want to help me independent course I was happy, I was happy, sorry Reno for this time I no longer want to trouble you guys, I will try to do it myself, whatever you are, mom always gives you space, while I whatever have to learn and start everything myself" inner Arkan sad.